Made of Steel
By: M14Mouse
Summary: When he returned his sister to her original body, he was relieved. He forgot a little thing called boys. But really…he shouldn't worry. His sister is made of steel after all.
Disclaimer: Don't own them.
Edward just glared.
Sometimes, he would fold his arms and glare too.
He wasn't very good at it yet because everyone was ignoring him. There was every boy or creepy old guy that kept hitting on his sister. He couldn't anything because a) they were at a party and b) he didn't have his powers anymore. So, the only thing he could do was glared at them. Of course, his excuse was that he just didn't have enough practice since his little sister was a giant metal suit of armor.
She could handle herself quite well back then
Well, she could handle herself once she got up and around again.
Right now, she isn't. She is still in a wheelchair. She still was too skinny. The clothes still hang off her body like they were too big. Everyone still stares at her like she was still some piece of armor.
But what was worse was the whispers and the little remarks like he made some mistake.
His sister wasn't some mistake.
He was about to tell everyone in a lot of words that shouldn't be heard by children until his sister touched his shoulder.
"My name is Aisha Eric and my big brother did not make a mistake. He did what was necessary. If you have a problem with it, you can take it up with me," Aisha said in a calm voice.
As a big brother, he couldn't be proud to see a bunch of soldiers moved to silence. Although, they might be moved to silence because she was nearly naked expect for his jacket.
The silence broke when Armstrong approached and bowed at Ally.
"Of course, milady. There is no doubt in anyone's minds that you are who you say you are. If anyone has any problems, I will deal with it accordingly," Armstrong said.
Ally just smiled.
"Thank you, Armstrong. Now…if you excuse me…I really think I need to sit down for a moment," His little sister said.
He was so caught off guard by his sister's smile that he almost missed catching her before she fell.
God, he missed seeing her smile.
But right now, he wished his sister would stop smiling because it is making it worse. He knew this farewell party was a bad idea especially since he got invited. The Prince…no…The Jerk Emperor was flirting with his sister.
He moved over to say something but he felt something touch his shoulder. He turned around to see Riza standing behind him.
"She can handle this situation, Edward," Riza said.
He glanced back over at his sister.
"But…." He said as he returned his attention back to Riza.
"Watch," She said as he turned back around.
He was really glad that he did because he watched as the Jerk's face turned red then pale with his sister's words.
It was kind of scary because she was doing it with a smile on her face. She leaned over and patted the jerk's cheek. Finally, the jerk scrambled to get away from his sister.
Okay, what did she say to him?
"Word of advice, stand and glare a little close will help keep the boys away at least for a little while"
That wasn't good advice. That was terrible advice. Boys aren't going to be around his little sister until she was like…40 or something.
He moved away from Riza and moved to his sister's side.
"What did you say to him, Ally?" He said.
"Oh, nothing, big brother," His sister said with a smile.
His sister may be still bounded to a chair and still looked like a walking skeleton. Underneath, it all, this proved all along what he knew what his little sister was.
She was made of steel.
End
A/N: I might add another chapter to this story from Al's POV being a girl again. I just don't know yet but as it stands, this story is completed. Read and Review if you wish.